CHALLENGE, CHEER & CELEBRATION    

[The Chalice]   

As we toast ‘old times past’ this New Year’s Eve and stumble over the words to Auld Lang Syne, I am worried about all of the souls out there who are alone tonight, with no hope for healing or health in the New Year … while others celebrate and raise their cups in good cheer, many still struggle for that one ‘cup of kindness’ to touch them in places that matter ….

The holidays come and go so quickly we forget the meaning of it at times, focused instead on the gifts and doing everything in our power to create that crystalline image for the children who still believe in Father Christmas ….

Tonight, my brother sleeps in the bed of a pick up truck on rain-soaked streets, as he hunkers down against the cold, seeking warmth … and a better year  tomorrow … one that brings him work and prosperity, so he can feed his boy and fulfill so many expectations of honor, of courage, of parenthood and Truth …

I can only imagine the loneliness he feels tonight, and hope that in my actions, my love has filtered through in ways that have meaning for him.  He tells me often that it does, that it has, that I have made a clear and distinct difference in his life, when he has known such palpable disappointment and loss …. I want to give him everything he needs, and dream of ways to come up with more money than I ever have any dream of earning on my own, to take care of him.   Give him a house.   Give him a foundation.  Hope.  The Faith infused in his soul and consciousness, that I have know in my own life … the Voice, unequivocal and clear … resounding through the wilderness to heal me with Love …

It is impossible of course, to fix the circumstances of his life, any more than I can fix it for others, but still, I dream of this, and worry, constantly, about the value of my contributions to this universe … if what I do is enough, will be enough in and of itself to infuse a bit of Light in the darkness and light the Path for others …

I hope so.   I pray so, and think of my brother as the New Year dawns … may he drink a ‘cup of kindness’ yet, for Auld Lang Syne … (old times, since).

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